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I've been called football royalty my entire life. Born into a family that has experienced the highs and lows of the game. Constantly surrounded by football players and coaches. Now I'm following my father across the country for yet another team. I'm supposed to be spending this year finding myself, but can I do that with Brady by my side, or is he just another player?

Falling for the grumpy, single dad next door wasn’t on my summer to-do list. Did I mention he’s also a football god? A really hot one? Because he is. Becoming said baller’s new nanny? Yeah, I definitely didn’t see that one coming. But nothing about Maverick Beneventi was ever what I expected. He’s the embodiment of every broody book boyfriend I’ve ever loved, wrapped in deliciously sexy muscles and covered in beautiful black ink. All scowls and sharp edges, I was sure he hated me.

Forevers don’t exist when you’re on the run. Amelia cannot get attached - not to the town or the people in it. And definitely not to the tall, dark, and handsome mafia prince who sweet-talks his way past her carefully built walls. Why put yourself through that, knowing it’ll all be ripped away when you leave? And she will have to leave. This life isn’t hers to keep. Sam calls her Snow, like the fairy-tale princess. But her life is far from a fairy tale. Even a prince can’t change that.

One night. I let myself have one night with him after avoiding him for years. But one night was all it took for history to repeat itself. Cade St. James was my past. He was the boy who stole my heart before he left for the Marine Corps. Now he’s back in Kroydon Hills, and there’s no mistaking he’s all man. A former MMA champion, running his own gym, and taking care of his adorable little girl. And I have to tell him our one night together is going to make him a father again. Our timing has always been wrong. I can do this on my own if I have to. I don’t need to be saved.

This man is temptation personified. He’s six feet four inches of rock-solid, golden muscles that are inked to perfection and proudly displayed every time he steps into the cage. I’m the idiot who agreed to stay with him for the next few days. Hudson “The King” Kingston knew he had a fight coming up when he risked himself to save me. How could I say no when he needed a friend to help him out? Because that’s exactly what we’ve always been—friends. Friends who flirt. Friends who tease. Friends who never cross that line.

Bella Matthews comes an Enemies to Lovers, Fake Dating, Sports Romance. Killian St. James was the boy I loved. Now he’s the man I love to hate. To the world, I’m America’s sweetheart. A brand built on fairy tales and love songs that sell millions. But the truth? I’m not sure I believe in happily ever afters . . . At least not for me. Burned-out and desperate for a break, I return to my hometown, craving quiet and a tiny taste of freedom.

Callen Sinclair has been the bane of my existence since I was six years old. You’d think that would have been my first red flag. I mean... you’d be wrong, but you could think it. In my defense, my brother’s best friend also happens to be the scorching-hot tight end for the Philadelphia Kings football team. He’s cocky and confident, with a sinfully sexy smile that could make a good girl do very bad things. Lucky for me, I’ve never been a good girl.

I had my friends. I had football. I had a future I was set on, until her. Eleanor Kingston was the girl. The one I'd choose if I could, but all I had to give was one night. My life had been decided for me, my future predetermined. There's no room left for football or love.

A little white lie never hurt anyone . . . or so I thought. One fake date and we’d go our separate ways, at least that’s how hockey’s hottest golden boy—Nixon Sinclair—convinced me this would work. But it turns out, Nix had other plans. Now I’m sneaking around with my brother’s teammate, refusing to admit he’s everything I want but never knew I needed.

Growing up as the oldest Kingston sibling, I knew what was expected of me. King Corp. was my legacy, and my siblings were my responsibility. The world was ours for the taking. For the living. But I neglected to live it for myself...until her. Daphne Brenner wasn’t meant to be part of the deal. I never intended to acquire a new assistant with my new hockey team, but here she is. Constantly challenging me. Continually Intriguing me. Never backing down. Even if I’m the villain in her fairy tale.

Our story didn't begin the night I agreed to marry Deacon Kane to help him keep his daughter. It started ten years ago with a hotshot hockey player I couldn't wait to see each summer. He was big, broad, and filled out his board shorts so damn nicely. But holy hell… The memories of teenage Deacon don't hold a candle to the man he is now, the one who makes me melt each time he says, "My wife."

Learning how to fly stole my childhood, and accomplishing my dreams took my parents. After my parents' death, taking care of my little brother and running my dance studio are the only things I've got time for in my hectic life. Until Declan Sinclair. As the number one draft pick for the Philadelphia Kings, he's not afraid of putting in a little hard work to get what he wants. And he wants me. I don't know if my heart can survive falling in love.

I never wanted to be a nanny. That wasn't part of my carefully crafted five-year plan. The one I formulated after getting a second chance at life. Neither was losing my heart to the beautiful baby boy I'm taking care of. Even if I saw that coming the moment I laid eyes on him. Falling in love with his father... now that I didn't see coming. I dare anyone to spend time getting to know the real Jace Kingston, the man behind the hockey jersey, grumpy attitude, and panty-meltingly gorgeous face. The one who sweetly sings his son to sleep, who holds him with such care.

"You gonna catch me if I fall, Becks?" I should have known those words, whispered to my best friend's brother, would come back to haunt me... But I had no idea he'd be the only one who could save me when my world threatened to come crashing down. Becket Kingston is a lot of things. Tall, dark, and deliciously handsome, he's corded muscle hidden beneath an expensive suit with eyes the color of an angry ocean and a sharp tongue good for so many things. And this future US Senator with a brain even bigger than his bank account is about to be my fake husband.

Ares Wilder is a so-called bad boy. A ladies' man. The teammate most likely to fight both on and off the ice. Now, this devastatingly dark and handsome hockey player with a sinful smile and a filthy mouth is my twin sister's brother-in-law, landing him firmly in the forbidden category. Only he doesn't see it that way. Resisting him should be no big deal, right? At least that's what I thought… Until one night, he managed to look past the illusion I'd spent a lifetime perfecting and see the broken girl behind the pink satin pointe shoes.

The plan was enticing—marry hockey’s hottest player so I could receive my inheritance and give my daughters the life they deserve. I’m already a single mom at twenty-five—how hard could it be? Well . . . the answer is harder than you think because Leo Sinclair is so much more than I bargained for.

Sawyer Kingston is an a**hole. The thing is, he’s got everyone fooled. To them, he’s the gorgeous billionaire who owns the hottest bar in the city. To me, he’s the cocky jerk whose favorite pastime has always been torturing me. The only thing we’ve ever agreed on is our mutual dislike for each other. But that was before I moved in next door to him, and we shockingly agreed on something else. There’s a fine line between love and hate. The problem is...I think I crossed that line.

She's a former Olympic figure skater whose world turned upside down. He's a pro football player who never let go of the past. What happens when these two finally have their second chance, and a stalker threatens everything?

Easton Hayes has been my knight in shining hockey skates since he saved my life. This devastatingly handsome grump may be everyone's favorite goalie, but to me, he's my strength when demons haunt my dreams. And okay—so maybe he's also the only man I've ever loved. But he doesn't need to know that. We're friends. It works for us.

I was supposed to be taking the summer off from dating... and flirting... and men in general. A cleanse. It sounded great in theory. But theory went out the window when my own personal kryptonite sat on the barstool next to mine. Six feet, five inches of stacked muscle and chiseled features, he exuded a cocky confidence that was hard to miss and even harder to resist. This man was delectable. Like a decadent piece of chocolate cake, tempting me to indulge.